With a threat looming that the Winchesters aren’t prepared to take on alone, Lucifer offers Sam an edge — at a price.
“Uh oh, looks like he’s got the gears turning,” Lucifer smirks, and Sam knows even as his foot is snapping out things aren’t going to go his way. He’s fast, faster than Sam can blink, and some delirious part of the hunter’s mind expects to find himself back in time decades before his own birth. Maybe he would have preferred that: instead he finds himself pinned down with Lucifer’s legs flanking his on either side, arms stretched out to grip the back of the chair. Don’t panic don’t panic don’t panic—
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14 Nov 2014